"𝐈𝐋𝐘𝐀 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐒"
Maybe it was the fact that Judas was lying to her trying to make her feel better but she thought they didn't look all that bad but when she got out of the car in front of the college that afternoon Ilya knew she looked horrible well at least her face did she hoped people would look at her clothes and not her face for once she was dressed identically to Judas, black attire to keep the memory of their mother the only pop of color the siblings had was the golden signet "K" letter rings that were given to them as a late gift from their mother she had the rings made two days before dying it was mentioned in her will along with the acres and acres of land she had left for them, the signet rings clanking together when Judas went to hold his sister's hand to comfort himself the sound reminding both siblings that they only had each other now.♡
"𝐈𝐋𝐘𝐀𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐘" it was the only place she felt truly at home even in the Ivanov manor the library was where Ilya spent most of her time in. surrounded by various stories and knowledge to acquire it fuelled her thirst for knowledge early on in her life so there she was again in the politics section she rounded the corner of the booshelf to get to the other side bumping into her dear professor Regulus or Reggie as she called him she had an interesting relationship with him at least that's what the students whispered he would come by her dorm and leave early hours of the morning sometimes even leaving the dorm together, they were seen driving around town in Reggie's car blasting sixties hippie songs he also called Ilya by the infamous nickname that she only allowed family and close friends to call her by most figured they were fucking and they were but they couldn't admit it. "what the hell happened to you ?" Reggie asked backing away from Dionysus in shock and then in horror, Ilya tried to scrunch up her nose a bad habit she had resulting in her groaning in pain making Reggie hold her by the waist to blow gently on her face cooling down the stinging Ilya gently pushed him away and took off towards the library exit with Regulus following behind like a puppy once they were walking shoulder to shoulder he had his hand on her back gently guiding Ilya to his office, in one week the handsome professor gained a passionate attachment to the young girl by his side from her witty remarks or her deeply intellectual questions during his lectures everything about her came out like silk so soft and slippery and oh so hard to hold on to he was genuinely obsessed with his Dionysus. Walking past the dining hall she was met by Richard eating his apologetic smile dropping when he noticed her bloodied and bruised-up face he got up and followed Ilya and the man next to her only to see them holding hands before entering the office and locking the door behind them confirming the rumors Richard heard about the teacher and student duo.
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𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐃𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐬𝐮𝐬
Fanfic"You'll be the ruin of me, won't you?" "Yes. Does that frighten you?" "It excites me" In which a young glamorous aspiring politician who goes by her infamous nickname "Dionysus" for her reckless behavior catches the eyes and heart of Henry Winter ...